Chapter Twenty-Eight
--- The beach looked beautiful. Not many people today, like they had a thought of giving Ashley Mitchell the peace and silence she's been praying for. She had a feeling. A funny feeling there was something about to happen when she woke up this morning. She smiled. Maybe her suffering will finally end today. Her hand subconsciously went to her wig. It looked very real. Shay had bought it for her the very moment she started taking chemo therapy. She was sad when she lost her pretty golden locks, the only thing that she had that resembled Sasha, apart from her soulful cerulean blue eyes that was slowly losing it's sparkle. She looked less and less like Sasha and looked more and more like Shay. She didn't know if she should love it or not. She loved her parents equally but as the time pas
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